Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mali and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Whodini to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun City Girls,
Skriet,
Bootsy Collins,
Deadbeat,
John Lydon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pierre Henry,
Lakeside,
Organ,
Guru Guru,
Bob Dylan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skaos,
The Moleskins,
The Dead C,
Nils Olav,
The Real Kids,
E-Dancer,
David Axelrod,
June Days,
The Detroit Cobras,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Japan,
LL Cool J,
Piero Umiliani,
A Certain Ratio,
Ten City,
Reuben Wilson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eurythmics,
Icehouse,
Jacob Miller,
Mad Mike,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
Grey Daturas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stockholm Monsters,
ABBA,
Todd Rundgren,
The Walker Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Chrome,
The Cure,
T.S.O.L.,
Ohio Players,
Drexciya,
Black Bananas,
Brand Nubian,
Maleditus Sound,
The Mummies,
The Birthday Party,
Index,
Cluster,
Donny Hathaway,
Whodini,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.